The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 537

"..."

He hung up.

Vivian bit her lip, shifting her gaze from the phone screen to the skyscraper in the distance, thoroughly amused.

Silas... really was a fun man to tease.

Despite his casual tone, Vivian had a sneaking suspicion that tonight's host was someone highly important.

For even Silas to treat this person with such respect, it couldn't be just any ordinary elder.

She gave Zoe a quick rundown before heading to a nearby private salon for hair, makeup, and a dress fitting.

She chose a minimalist yet elegant white gown. The waist featured a crisscross design that bared just a sliver of skin, keeping the overall vibe dignified and classy.

"Miss Fairchild..." The stylist stood there in a daze, still holding her makeup brush, and let out a dramatic gasp. "You are quite literally the most beautiful woman I have ever styled. Can I please take a picture of you to use as my promotional shot?"

"Nope."

Vivian blinked playfully. "That'll cost extra."

"How much? I'll pay!"

The makeup artist was also the salon owner. Even as a woman herself, her entire reason for entering this industry was her devotion to beauty. Whenever she encountered something visually perfect, she desperately wanted to capture it—people included.

"I'm kidding." Her lipstick was a deeper, vintage red today. When she smiled, her pearly white teeth added a stunning contrast.

Vivian glanced in the mirror, highly satisfied with the final look.

"I have no plans for a career change, sorry."

She turned back to the owner. "But I can definitely leave you a five-star review."

Her tone was soft and sweet. Even though it was a rejection, it didn't make things awkward at all.

The owner sighed regretfully and made one final, bold request. "Then... could I get your number? I'd love the chance to be your personal makeup artist."

"Sure."

Right after they exchanged contacts, Silas's message came through.

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